Kodak Portra 400 // Hasselblad 500CM

While driving out of Snæfellsnes, I backtracked a little past the Deildartunguhver hot spring to visit Barnafoss, a waterfall I hadn't had time to see before dark after hiking Glymur.  Translated to "children's waterfall," there's a legend that a natural stone bridge used to span the river here.  One day, two children who were supposed to be at home one winter evening got bored and went exploring.  When their parents got home and found the children missing, they traced their footprints to where they ended in the middle of the stone bridge.  Realizing that the children must have drowned, their mother put a curse on the bridge, causing an earthquake that made it crumble into the river below.  While I don't know about that, I do know that its milky water is the bluest I've ever seen.